When the pain started fifteen minutes later, Ope knew something was seriously wrong. She grabbed her belly and managed to stumble out of her chair. The plate of unfinished breakfast fell to the floor with her. She had not been careful, Ope realised that, albeit belatedly.
Lying there on her back on the floor, groaning in pain, she knew she had to call on the only saving grace she had left. She had the blood in her system, after all.
“Because you have asked me to be your wife and I don’t even know this little bit of information about you.” Her voice broke steadily, as she began to cry. “Each time I try to see if you’re telling me the truth, you wake up and you’re still as strong as ever.”
“Dee.” Samson’s eyes implored. “Try to understand my position.
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A woman’s faith is tested after six years of marriage with no fruit of the womb. She meets an unlikely helper who leads her to victory in the most unusual style.
“Figure it out Remi.” She answeredi. “Or just ask your Jesus to perform a miracle for you. He’s capable of that isn’t he?”
Remi closed the tab on what she was working on and decided to face Anita’s work. Anita was not a mean person per se, but for some reason, she enjoyed picking on Remi, and it got worse every day.